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I was told that I was like dead for three days and nights. The doctor considered it an accident and postponed reporting it to the police. When I was about to wake up, the first thing I muttered in my sleep was "I'm going home." I don't know where I meant by "home," but anyway, I said that and cried a lot.
You just can't do it right, can you, baby?
You can't live and you can't die, destined for something inhuman.